Lyrics

[Intro] [Hook: Bully] I'm in my D-Town Snapback It's going down in my D-Town Snapback I ride around in my D-Town Snapback I'm in the hood with my D-Town Snapback And the burbs... In my Snapback I'm in my Snapback Bitch I'm in my Snapback My Snapback [Verse 1: Bully] Bitch I'm in the hood, posted on 7 Smith on my waist, clip hold 11 Ice in the piece pull the hoes in a second Now she wanna spend the night I tell her "Bitch, get to steppin'" Boy I'm reppin' in my Snapback, don't do it And I keep a Smith & Wesson in my backpack My bitch keep a couple sacks in her ass crack I count it up then I bet it all on blackjack I'mma show you how to mothafuckin' ball dawg It's one bitch then it's me and my road dawgs And oh shit she finna get it cause we all dogs Bustos at the Marriott, raw dawg Sike nah I'm tryna triple up the pros Dope enough to cough and spit a brick up on the stove High enough to float until I'm sitting in my zone And I can flow but I'm still chopping up O's In my Snapback [Hook: Bully] [Verse 2: Bully] What you rocking Yay's with the Snapback Some True's on with some J's and a Snapback I can chop a brick of yay in my Snapback Bitch I grind all day in my Snapback Snapback! Got racks full of Snapbacks With the matching Air Max and the Snapbacks I done pulled a Kat Stacks in my Snapback Close your legs and your pussy might snap back Trick bitch! Now I'm shooting up-town, I'm finna call Dame up 200 a zip, I'm finna fuck the game up They might shoot your mane up if you run up on my team Hella hella faded when I show up on the scene A pistol and a dream and a half a brick of Linzie Half smoked J's left fumes on the stingy He say he got kush but the shit smell minty Yeah I got that real deal dawg I bought it off a Hindi My bitch ride Fendi, I keep my hoes supplied She packing 380 and she down for the ride And her tits round, ass fat And she know how to roll up and pass that We out of town in that... [Hook: Bully]